Westbound Sign

Boxed up all of her favorite things

Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale

Big plans and leaving friends and a westbound sign

Weighed out her choices on a scale

Prevailing nothing made sense

Just transportation and a blank decision

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

No time and no copping out

She's burning daylight and petrol

Blacked out the rearview mirror heading westward on

Strung out on confusion road

And ten minute nervous breakdowns

Xanax, a beer for thought, and she's determined

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Oh, is it salvation, or an escape from discontent?

Will she find her name in the California cement?

Punched out of the grind that punched her one too many times

Is tragedy 2000 miles away?

She's taking off

Alright!